A hundred trillion cells lay awaitingtheir destiny;the electro-encephalogram being flat,their god had been pronounced deadby other gods.Life support systems were sustaining cells that had no god.Some, with luck, would restore the visionof a blind god.Others could be summoned to filter the bloodof a uraemic god.Others still might hopefully pump the bloodof a breathless god.But woe to those that cannot a god cherish,for surely they shall perish!